Supervision - Play it funky lyrics

[Verse 1: Juice] Gotta get this cheddar mane, but f** the fame Go deep in the game but sharks don't sink gotta focus on my cream (cream) And life is what you make it Don't count my money homie, riding round up with the lonely One for my n***as, two for the hoes Ain't no p**y like new p**y I'm trynna get them draws Funky b**hes, they trynna burn you up like napalm Exploding, open my eyes then I'm ghosting Don't think, baby just don't think Take it all in, for Christ's sake Sour on the hour every hour after hour Power power to my sistahs and my n***as doing digits Soon we'll overpower, come togetherc devour We shower the media, drug paraphernalia Craft is mathematical, shrooms stomach compatible Rational radical blastin' the ma**es, the powerful So don't blame we if you tryin' to do d** So don't blame we if your sh**'s a f**in' dud Muddy waters, black timbs I breach borders Servin' quarters, crooked cops federal orders Extortion, n***as get lost, paid the fortune I'm wicked as awesome, I'm really the source, them n***as is frauds I see it often How you a boss with a pink tie on? I know n***as that would eat you for your dub and your sneakers Bang bang, chopper hit, sing it like Aretha New school n***a with an old school flow Getting show money, flip that sh** like a ho Getting drug money, probably get ya for your o's And life is hard, when you think about the old Past situations got your heart feeling cold Better off dead, d**h before dishonor d**h ain't nothin' but a heart beat away Steez is gone, now let's pray That's forty-seven hundred n***as waitin' for the day